I Am Never, Ever Going To Make Things Easy For You
by mvngn
Summary: Just a one-shot of how I think Percy got around to asking Annabeth out.  Not including the Percabeth kiss underwater at the end of TLO
1. Chapter 1

**Hello, everyone! I'm so excited! This is my very first fanfic. Please review! Flames, criticism – it's all welcome! I hope you enjoy!**

**Summary: Basically, this is my version of how Percy asks Annabeth out. You know, without the kiss at the end of TLO – pretty much my version of those last few chapters.**

**Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson & the Olympians. **

****However! I did use my own OC – Juliet, daughter of Aphrodite. Because I do own her, you'll probably be seeing her a lot in future stories, as the same person, maybe even saying the same words because it's mine and I'll do what I want with it. :P **

Annabeth's POV

I stepped out of the car and glanced up at our destination. My heels clicked against the pavement as I walked across the parking lot towards the entrance. I looked up at the LCD light display; it read _Athena's Grace_. Percy wrapped his arm around my waist. "Ready?" he asked, leaning over to kiss my temple. "Yeah," I said, resting my head on his shoulder, "Let's go."

"Wow, I can't believe it's actually our first wedding anniversary." I said as we sat down. "Yeah," Percy agreed, nodding his head, "To think we've been dating for six years, and now we're married. It's great." I sighed as I looked around. A slight feeling of déjà vu came over me.

It started when I saw the name outside. "Huh," Percy said looking around and taking in his surroundings, "This place seems vaguely familiar. Do you remember this place?" He looked at me expectantly, as if he'd set this up on purpose and was waiting for me to piece it all together. I continued to look around, and then it dawned on me. "Yeah, I remember this place," I said as the memories came flooding back to me . . .

I sat cross-legged on my bed exploring the laptop Daedelus had given me. I glanced up from the design program I had open on my screen to look at the empty bunks around me. Technically, I was supposed to be at archery with the rest of my cabin, but Chiron had agreed to excuse me from some classes to work on designs for my mom. Just then, I heard a soft knock on the door. "Umm….. Annabeth?" Percy stuck his head in the doorway. He must have just come from the arena because his hair was an adorable tangled black mess and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. Most girls would be grossed out by that, but I'm realistic enough to know that sweating is normal. Besides, he looked cute with damp locks of hair hanging in his sparkling sea-green eyes.

"I wanted to, uh, ask you something." He came into the cabin and leaned against my bunk. "Sure," I said closing my laptop and scooting closer to him, "What's up?" "I was wondering if…" he faltered as his cheeks flushed red. He shifted his weight and looked up a bit helplessly as he tried to decide how to phrase his question. He was so cute sometimes when he didn't know what to say. I almost wanted to stay quiet and let him figure it out. But I kind of felt bad, so I decided to help him out.

"So what do you want to ask me?" He glanced out the window then brought his gaze back to me. "There's this new place on the corner of 5th Ave and 42nd and I wanted to know if you wanted to go check it out." The moment started to lighten up but, of course, I just had to ruin it by asking, "Wait, like on a… _date_?" It came out sounding harsher than I intended it to. I stammered to fix my mistake. "I-I mean, not th-that I don't wa-want to go on a d-date with you, its just, just I wanted to know i-if that's what y-you, you know… meant." The blush that had started to fade quickly returned to his face as a vibrant scarlet red.

He rubbed the back of his neck. "Umm… yeah. Th-that's what I meant, unless you don't - " "No, no!" I said a little too quickly, "I want to. When?" A look of relief replaced the redness on his face. "I was thinking this Saturday at 7:30-ish. Sound good?" "Yes, yes, sounds _perfect_." I tried batting my eyelashes for good measure, but it must have looked more like an eye twitch because he gave me a funny look. "Ok, cool… see you then?" "Umm yeah, sure, yeah." He nodded and started to walk out. Then a thought occurred to me. "Wait!" I called after him, "What's the place called?" He turned. "Oh, it's called Athena's Grace. It has a Greek theme." I nodded and he left, closing the door softly behind him.

Ok, now that I knew what the place was called I could Google it and learn more about the food, its reviews, and all that good stuff only a daughter of Athena would want to know.

Oh my gods - what will I _wea_r?

pAgEbReAk

I rummaged through my closet and shook my head. I did own a few dresses but I'd never brought them to camp. They were sitting in the back of my closet, back home in California I decided that desperate times called for desperate measures. I picked up my phone and quickly put in a seven digit number. I waited until I heard a cheerful, peppy, "Hello?" "Juliet? Umm, do you think you could help me with something?"

I took a deep breath and knocked on the door of the Aphrodite cabin.

The door flung open. "Annabeth!" As soon as I heard my name on her lips, I immediately regretted the whole thing. Juliet had just come to camp not so long ago. She had a small petite frame, but her short height did not limit her beauty. She had light caramel colored hair that cascaded down her shoulders and curled around her face. Her eyes were a crisp sky blue, perfectly complementing her cream complexion.

She smiled at me mischievously. "Welcome, Annabeth, to the Aphrodite cabin. Shall we get started?" It sounded more like she was saying "Welcome to your doom." She gestured inside to a line of her siblings, waiting with beauty tools, or as I like to call them, torture tools, grinning from ear to ear. Uh-oh, what did I just get myself into?

"No, no, NO! What? I don't even know what that _is_! I'm going on a date, not to the prom!" I exclaimed as Juliet's torture minions showed me ball gown after ball gown. "Ohhhhh," she said, faking surprise, "You wanted a casual dress; for a date, not the royal ball." She turned to one of her sisters. "I was wondering why the fairy godmother wasn't here yet." Finally, she pulled out a beautiful blue dress. "His favorite color's blue, right?" She asked as she pulled it off the hangar. I nodded and went into the bathroom to try it on. It was almost as if the dress was made for me; it fit perfectly. It was simple, yet elegant. It came in at my waist and then flowed out in a swishy skirt. "Oh my gods!" Juliet squealed as I walked out, "Its perfect, you have to wear that one!" I had to agree with her. "Now," she said, taking my hand and leading me over to a chair, "Let's get your hair and makeup all figured out."

Her team of 'stylists' swarmed me like bees to honey. I did my best to ignore the pain and put up with the Aphrodite cabin for the next three hours.

PaGeBrEaK

I paced around my cabin waiting for him to come. As I waited I kept smoothing out my skirt, reaching up to fix my hair, and walking around in the heels without making it look too clumsy. Finally, the knock came at the door. I opened it to see Percy standing in front of me. He looked . . . whoa. I wouldn't say he was very dressed up, but it was definitely more dressed up that I had ever seen him before. He was in dark jeans and a button down. It was casually opened to reveal a t-shirt underneath. His sleeves were rolled up and he was wearing black high-top converse. I smiled at what seemed to be his failed attempt to style his hair. His dark locks were strewn all over the place, with bits of gel clinging to it. Nonetheless, he looked good. No – he looked _amazing_.

I looked up at him, "You're five minutes late." I said trying to sound annoyed. He smiled and said; "Actually, I'm five minutes_ fashionably_ late!" I rolled my eyes. "Late is late," I grumbled, and his smile widened. "Ready to go?" he said with a lopsided grin. I nodded, trying not to swoon at his smile, and grabbed my purse. I started to walk towards him, but tripped over my own feet and fell into his arms. Not only could I not walk in heels, this pair happened to be too big. "You're not going to make this easy for me, huh?" He teased. I blushed furiously but tried to hide it with a sly smile.

"I am never, _ever_ going to make things easy for you Seaweed Brain. Get used to it."

**A/N: So what did you think? Review, review, review! Depending on the feedback, I may continue this story in Percy's POV or even the actual date. Who knows? But if you want that, it's all up to you and your reviews.**

**- Gacbravepromise (or just Promise)**


	2. Chapter 2

**A/N: Hello again! Okay, so, I realize it hasn't even been a week, but those five little reviews I got made me feel good. Besides, I was going to continue even if no one read it. So, for those five reviewers, here you go. This is Percy's POV, but without that little wedding anniversary thingy in the beginning. **

**Disclaimers: I do not own PJO (wish I did) I'm pretty sure you're all aware of this, but I don't own Google (forgot to disclaim it in the first chapter) Also, the last line of chapter 1 belongs to RR. I did not think that up myself. **

**PS: This'll be longer because I have to talk about how Percy felt before.**

**Hope you enjoy!**

Percy's POV

I paced around my cabin. You know those cliché moments in movies when girls are holding flowers, plucking the pedals off, and going 'he loves me, he loves me not'? It was something like that, but in my head. _'Should I, should I not?_' I've had it in mind ever since the war ended. _'Maybe I shouldn't. But I love her! No I don't! Yes I do!_'The worst part about arguing with yourself is that you always win, yet you always lose. So I decided to turn to the one person I knew would give me a flat-out, straight-up answer.

Grover

"Grover!" I ran through the woods, trying to find him. I found him in a slightly different way than I intended to. "Oof!" We both said as I slammed into him. We tumbled into a satyr-over-demigod heap. "Percy!" Grover huffed as he dusted off his shirt. "I need your help," I said as he helped me up, "It's urgent, and I need your advice." Grover shook his head. "I'm kind of busy right now. Why don't you just ask Annabeth? She always has the right answer." I shook my head. "I can't do that; not this time." Grover crinkled his eyebrows. "Why not? You've asked her for advice before. Why is now so different?" I rocked back and forth on my feet. "This time, it's about her." There was a pause before Grover smiled."Do it," he said. "Do what?" "Ask her out!" "How did you know I was going to ask if I should ask Annabeth out?" His smile widened. "We never dissolved the empathy link. You were thinking about her during the war, and I know how you feel about her. And just now, you were thinking about her and seemed pretty nervous, so I knew what you wanted." I had completely forgotten about our link. This whole time Grover knew what was on my mind, but said nothing. "I don't know. What if she says no? Or worse, what if I lose her friendship?" Grover put his hand on my shoulder. He looked me straight in the eyes."Sometimes, Percy, you have to risk it a bit to enjoy life to the fullest." I cracked a smile. "Okay, what corny romance movie or soap opera did you rip that off from?"Grover huffed, blushing furiously. "I am trying to help you, here!" I put my hands up in surrender. "So you really think I should do it?" "Yes, I really think you should."

I was still a little unsure, so I went to the arena to think it out while I practiced. But by the time that hour was over, I still didn't feel much better. I forced myself over to the Athena cabin anyway. "Percy!" Grover greeted me with a scolding."You can't ask her out looking like that! Your clothes are wrinkled, your hair is tangled, and you're a sweaty, disgusting mess!" "And you ripped _that_ off from Juniper, right?" I grinned as Grover scoffed. "Okay, Percy, but if she turns you down, just keep in mind that you're covered in sweat." I rolled my eyes. "Grover, she's seen me _dying_ – why does it matter?" "Because you weren't asking her out when you were dying!" I smirked, "So tell me - when did Aphrodite claim you?" Grover finally gave up. "Fine, whatever, Percy; do it your way." He left and I turned to knock on the door. I took a deep breath. Here we go . . .

"Hey, Percy."

"Ah!" I jumped and turned, finding myself face-to-face with none other than "Nico," I sighed in relief. It would've been _so_ embarrassing if it had been Annabeth, if I'd walked in all confident and started ranting about my feelings and she walked in behind me. "Jeez Percy, what're you so jumpy about?" A blush crept up on my face. "N-nothing; nothing at all." Nico narrowed his eyes. He glanced from me to the door and back. I gulped, tugging nervously at my collar. "Finally trying to get your girl?" He said with a smirk. I shook my head vigorously. "Am I _that_ transparent?" Nico laughed. "Yeah, you are. Well, I'll leave you to your duty." He started to walk away, but turned back around when he was a good few feet away, so that he'd have to yell in order for me to hear him. "Oh, by the way – good luck making her your girlfriend! Hope she doesn't turn you down in a really awkward, embarrassing way!" The people around Nico started whispering then looked at the cabin I was about to walk into. They snickered as my face went red. I gave Nico my special *_I'll-kill-you-later_ death glare. (***A/N the glare thingy is from TLT – maybe some of you will remember)** I went inside the cabin, knocking and trying to calm my nerves.

"Umm . . . . . Annabeth?" I poked my head into the cabin. I knew Annabeth would be there because Chiron had given her time off of classes to work for her mom. She was sitting cross-legged on the bed with her laptop. My heart started thumping as I looked at her. Her honey-blonde locks curled beautifully around her flawless face. A pair of startling, stormy gray eyes flicked up to look at me and I almost stopped breathing.

My mind blanked. "I wanted to, uh, ask you something," I managed to stammer as I walked over to where she was and leaned against her bunk. _That's it Percy – don't lose_ _your cool_. "Sure; what's up?" She replied, scooting closer to me. I tried to pull my gaze away from her, but she had me mesmerized – once again, I was under her beauty spell. "I was wondering if . . ." I faltered. My face turned bright red. I looked up at her slightly amused smile and felt queasy again – she might've been trying not to laugh at me, but she was still gorgeous. Annabeth must've been feeling generous, because she stepped in and saved me from an awkward silence.

"So what do you want to ask me?" I nervously glanced out the window. I looked at Annabeth again. _Deep breaths – take a deep breath. You can do this Percy – you've got this_. "There's this new place on the corner of 5th Ave. and 42nd and I wanted to know if you wanted to go check it out." The moment started to cool down. I got myself back together and managed a smile. But what Annabeth said next totally threw me off. "Wait, like on a . . . _date?_" Her tone made my heart sink. _Thanks for the great advice, Grover._ Annabeth's face reddened. "I-I mean, not th-that I don't wa-want to go on a d-date with you, it's just, just I wanted to know i-if that's what y-you, you know . . .meant." My confidence came back up, but I lost it as my knees went weak and threatened to buckle – why does she have to be so pretty? I blushed and rubbed the back of my neck.

"Umm . . . yeah. Th-that's what I meant unless you don't-" "No, no! I want to. When?" I sighed in relief. "I was thinking this Saturday at 7:30-ish. Sound good?" Annabeth nodded. "Yes, yes, sounds _perfect_." She must've been lying to me because her eye started twitching. Or maybe she was batting her eyelashes, but I was really doubting it. "Ok, cool," I started, but I couldn't figure out how to finish, "See you then?" _Smooth_ _Percy._ "Umm yeah, sure, yeah." I nodded and started to leave but she stopped me. "Wait!" I turned to face her. "What's the place called?" "Oh, it's called Athena's Grace. It has a Greek theme." I thought Annabeeth might appreciate that. I left and closed the door softly behind me.

Oh shoot – I need Grover to tell me what to wear!

pAgEbReAk

"I've never been on a date before so I need you to help me," I dragged Grover by the arm to my cabin. "Why did you choose me?" Grover whimpered. "Because," I said, flinging open my closet door, "You've been on dates before." Grover sighed, "Alright, I'll help you." The minute Grover started to look threw my clothes, he brought out his inner Project Runaway judge.

"No, no, _no_! Absolutely _not_!" Grover flung clothes over his shoulder as he picked through my stuff. I dodged them but got nailed square in the face by a not-very-clean sock. "Percy, I can't help you – you give me nothing to wotk with." I pouted, "But you're a fashion-ista (**A/N Did I spell that right?)** at heart! You can work with anything! Besides, it's camp – what makes you think I bring nice stuff to camp? What makes you think I own fancy clothes at _all_?" Grover smiled. "Well, the Aphrodite kids might have a few tuxes in your size-" "No, I'm going on a date not getting _married_!" Grover sighed. "Fine, no tux – but we still need to pick something from the Aphrodite kids."

"Okay, that works." Grover nodded his approval as I looked in the mirror. I had to give it to him – I didn't look bad. A dark blue golden-pin striped button-down which he let me wear open with a T-shirt and rolled-up sleeves. I managed to convince Grover to let me wear jeans and Converse, too. "Alright, Percy, I have to go but you'll be done as soon as you do something about your hair." I ran a hand back through my hair."What's wrong with it?" He wrinkled his nose. "Just grab some gel and settle it down. It's sticking up all over the place." I snickered. "Oh, like _your_ hair cooperates?" He huffed. "Just do something about it." I nodded as he left. Wait – do I even _own_ gel? "Grover!"

I threw the half-empty tube of gel on the ground, frustrated. I washed the gunk out of my hair for the 13th time. I've been trying to style my hair for the past hour. But it just _wouldn't stay down_! I finally gave up. I was running late and I knew Annabeth wouldn't like it. I quickly made my way to the Athenea cabin. I glanced at my watch. Four minutes had gone by since I was supposed to be there. I was about to knock, but stopped myself. Hey, nobody likes four minutes – may as well just wait for the five mark . . .

PaGeBrEak

"You're five minutes late," Annabeth said as I opened the door. I wanted to say something sly like 'Well, hello to you, too' but I was tongue-tied. Annabeth was wearing a simple blue dress, but it was perfect for her. She wore a light layer of make-up that brought out her best features and high heels. I managed to swallow the knot in my throat. "Actually, I'm five minutes _fashionably_ late!" I said with a cheesy grin. Annabeth rolled her eyes. "Late is late," she murmured. I smiled. "Ready to go?" I asked. She nodded and reached for her purse. She started to walk towards me but tripped. I caught her in my arms. Her hair smelled sweet and I knew she'd just washed it. I tried to ease her embarrassment, "You're not going to make this easy for me, huh?" She smirked,

"I am never, _ever_ going to make things easy for you Seaweed Brain. Get used to it."

**A/N: So? What'd you think about this? I will continue with the date if I get good reviews. It's not bribery – it's positive reinforcement.**

**- Promise**


	3. Chapter 3

**A/N Okay! Well, this is the last chapter. I don't know how else I'd continue this story after this. I already have two other things to post, so be on the look out for those. This is what you guys have mostly been waiting for – the actual date. It's a little more on the sweet side, not so much humor.**

**Shoutout – I think this specifically goes to GothicNicoLuver seeing as the review was very encouraging. So, here is my update that you wanted! (I love Nico too!)**

**Disclaimer: I do not own PJO : (**

**Hope you enjoy!**

No One's POV (It'll switch from one to another in third person; I think it'll be more even – one chapter Annabeth, one chapter Percy, one chapter both, though I'll admit it's a little more Annabeth)

Annabeth stepped out of the car and glanced up at their destination. Her heels clicked against the pavement as she walked across the parking lot towards the entrance. She looked up at the LCD light display; it read _Athena's Grace_. (**A/N Huh? Déjà vu much,** **right?)** Percy came up behind her. "Ready?" he asked, offering her his arm a bit nervously. "Yeah," she replied, taking his arm so she wouldn't trip, "Let's go."

Annabeth walked in and looked around, taking in her surroundings. She wanted to remember this place; her first date was here, and she wanted to preserve that memory for as long as life kept her. She and Percy took a seat at a table that was a bit tucked into a corner. They sat by a window with a perfect view of the place's outdoor garden, statues of Athena and other gods glowing majestically in the moonlight. "Wow, they must have a real appreciation of Greek culture," Annabeth said, admiring the intricately designed artwork. Percy leaned forward and lowered his voice. "They were demigods, Annabeth. The owners of this place are descendants from a pair of Athena kids who had the dream of opening a restaurant in their mother's honor. That way, she wouldn't completely fade out in the modern world. Years later, the children those Athena kids had teamed up with some Demeter kids and this restaurant was born." Annabeth raised an eyebrow. "You really did your research, huh?" Percy shrugged. "I figured a pretty girl like you was worth impressing, even if it did mean frying my brain." He blushed- he hadn't intended to say that. But Annabeth just laughed, not seeming to have noticed the color of his face. Thank gods this was a dimly lit restaurant.

They were faced with an awkward silence. Percy shifted in his seat; Annabeth nervously brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. Fortunately, the waitress had a good sense of timing and came by in that moment to take their order. But after she left, the silence returned. "So . . . umm . . ." Percy hadn't intended to speak, but he needed something to consume the quietness. Annabeth cleared her throat. Percy shook his head. "I don't get it – why is this so hard? We've never had a problem talking before." "Well, then, we weren't on a . . ..date." She blushed furiously; Annabeth still wasn't used to the idea that she and Percy were on a date – and not in just the typical friendly way. "Then let's pretend it's not a date – just like other times we hang out. No matter what, we'll always be friends." Annabeth nodded. It took a while, but they were finally able to strike up a pleasant conversation.

By the time the food arrived, they were laughing and arguing pointlessly, just like old times. That is, until . . ."Percy? Is that you? Oh-my-goodness-I don't-believe-it-it's-been-so-long-since-I've-seen-you; Percy!" A guy walked over to their table. Annabeth didn't know him, but judging from Percy's expression, he did, and he was not exactly thrilled to see him. "Hey, Jack." (**A/N Just an OC; not really important – just needed a character-filler**) Jack did a once-over of Annabeth and turned to Percy. In a very loud whisper, he asked, "Whoa – who's the hottie you're dating? I never thought you, of all people, could actually get a girlfriend! Especially a cheerleader!" Percy's face matched the rose-colored tablecloth. "She's not a cheerleader and she's not my girlfriend." Annabeth's heart sank at his words, but she scolded herself. '_He's being honest – you're_ _not his girlfriend. Oh, but I want to be –_ so badly!' Annabeth shook her head, trying to snap out of her thoughts, and fortunately, Percy didn't notice. "What are you doing here?" Percy muttered. Jack grinned. "Hey, if _you_ can get a pretty girl, so can I." He nodded in the direction of a girl sitting at a table. "What happened to that other girl? The redhead you were madly in love with?" "I was not madly in love with her!" Jack furrowed his brow. "Really? Oh, I thought you were. You hung out with her so much; I was about ready to start planning your wedding shower." Annabeth cupped a hand in front of her mouth, trying to hold in her laughter. Now that the whole Rachel thing was over, she found Jack's comments very funny. Percy, appearantly, did not. "Don't you have your own date to get back to?" Jack nodded. "Oh yeah! I should go back. Well, hope this time the girl won't run screaming from you! She probably won't - you know, as long as she doesn't find out about the whole talking and drooling in your sleep thing-" "Jack!" "Right, right – sorry! Invite me to your wedding! Oh – and the baby shower!" Percy glared at Jack, and he quickly scampered away. Annabeth couldn't hold her laughter in anymore. "It's not funny – how come this stuff always happens to me?"

Annabeth shrugged. "I'm too dignified to know people who would embarrass me like that." Percy just shook his head. After the dinner, they decided to take a walk out in the vast garden. Annabeth shivered – the night was a bit cooler than she'd expected so she hadn't brought a coat. Percy reached over and took her hand. Annabeth was surprised and looked over at him, but he wasn't looking back. So instead, Annabeth leaned against him. He smiled. They walked in a comfortable silence until they reached a bench by one of the flower beds. Percy sat and motioned for Annabeth to sit next to him. Annabeth decided to take this as her chance and sat as close to him as she couild without sitting on his lap. Percy looked down at her. Once again, that cliché '_should I, should I not_?' moment played in his head. He decided to take the risk.

Percy wrapped his arm tightly around Annabeth. She closed her eys and sighed, snuggling into his side. Percy slid his other arm around her, pulling her into a hug. Annabeth hugged him back, tightly. They held each other for a while, until Annabeth pulled away at his three magical little words. "I love you." Annabeth was stunned. She looked at him. "Really?" she whispered. He nodded. "With all my heart – I always have." Annabeth felt the tears coming. She buried her head against his shoulder. "I love you, too." Percy lifted her chin with his fingertips. They stared deeply into each other's eyes; they both started to lean in . . .

"Hey, Percy! I – oh! Oh! Sorry!" Their faces flushed as Jack stammered. He quickly left. "Here," Percy said, his face coming closer to Annabeth's, "Let's try this again . . ." Their lips met in a long, sweet kiss. When they pulled away, Annabeth asked the only question on her mind. "So, are we . . . official?" Percy smiled. "If that's what you want this to mean." Annabeth hugged him. "Definitely." "Then yes, we're official."

They started to walk back to the car. On their way, Annabeth stumbled, but not because her shoes were too big – her knees were weak, she felt light-headed, and there were butterflies in her stomach; symptoms of love, they called it. Percy caught her, sweeping her off her feet and spinning her around. "Can't walk, I see – from your love for me, right?" Annabeth smiled. "No, I can't walk – you'll have to carry me." Percy sighed. "That's right, Seaweed Brain – I promised you this wouldn't be easy but you wanted it anyway. So suck it up." He laughed. "The things I do for you," Percy grumbled, scooping her up bridal-style. "The things you do because you love me," Annabeth corrected, resting her head on his chest. "I do love you," Percy said. "I love you, too" Annabeth's soft words were cut off by another sweet kiss.

**A/N Finished! What'd you think? Remember – I have another completed story for you, I just have tp post it, so keep your eyes open for it. Hopefully, it'll be up soon. If anyone has any ideas about what I should write, please help me out – I could use your creative thoughts. Thankls! REVIEW!**

**- Promise**


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